WHAT WILL YOU BE FED?
Gentlemen, before you wed, Ascertain how you'll be fed,
Delve into every pan and pot, That your bride-to-be has got.
Though her kisses always please, What about her recipes?
Though her glamor makes you sigh, Can she bake an apple pie?
Now, before it is too late, Learn your gastronomic fate.
Do not trust your burning ardor, Till you've snooped around her
larder.
More than once has sex appeal, Died with that initial meal.
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